Forgot to about this earlier in the week. I rode to back to work to collect my dads car that I had borrowed. Anyhow, I get to the mini roundabout not 300 yards from my front door and I look left and right, clear, I cross, then matey boy in his white tranny van comes along and makes me stop dead. My jaw drops as he looks at me as if I'd woken him from a deep sleep, eyes barely recognising my existance, no seat belt, one hand on the wheel, the other holding a can of Stella. No I didn't get his number as he sped off.........I was gob smacked, speechless.....and my brain didn't think about getting his VRN......wish I had of done....... The amount of bad (well...shouldn't be on the road really) car drivers I see both on my bike and in my car is at an alarming increase of late...what the hell is going on?